Zhou Jin's hair was scattered, his face was bruised, and there were countless footprints on his body, he could hardly see his original appearance, a new science and technology scholar with good facial features, the imperial history of the dignified empire, like a prisoner in the blink of an eye.
The big man threw him in front of Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Jin broke a few flank bones, and almost fainted in pain.
He opened his eyes hard, only to see two boots moving back and forth, coming to him, stopped, and a voice above his head said: "Zhou Yushi, how did you become like this" Zhou Jin felt that the voice was a little familiar, and he tried to raise his head, but there was a huge pain in his body, and when he moved slightly, he couldn't help but snort.
"Zhou Yushi, how do you feel now, if you are willing to move back to your original residence, the lower official will immediately ask for medical treatment for you."
Zhou Zheng made the last effort, killing officials is like rebellion, unless it is a last resort, he doesn't want to really kill Zhou Jin, no matter how secretive it is, the imperial history died in his state pastor, the emperor still has to send someone down to investigate thoroughly, and trouble must be indispensable.
Zhou Jin heard it, it was Zhou Zheng, the Yangzhou pastor with the same surname as him, but he couldn't beat with eight poles.
He had expected that it was this corrupt official who had done a black hand on him, and he was not surprised.
Zhou Zheng saw that he didn't make a sound for a long time, his face hit the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he raised his foot, his official boots printed on his face, crushed it hard, and said coldly: "You'd better think clearly, the emperor is far away in the capital, he can't save you, can he die for him?"
Zhou Jin rushed upward, his eyes were about to split, and said: "You eat the king's money, and you don't think about the things of the loyal king, but you fish the people, and squander the people's fat without ointment."
God will take you. ” "Hahaha."
Zhou Zheng laughed loudly, his laughter was cold to the bone, and said, "God is the oldest."
He is the uncrowned king of Yangzhou, who can help him in the realm of Yangzhou Mung Bean said dogleggedly: "Ah Lang, throw him and the little guy who can only cry into the toilet and drown, and then bury the thatched toilet, who can perceive it" It's not like they haven't done this before, it's just that it's not the officials who drown in the pits, but the disobedient salt merchants, or the people who get in the way, and Mung Bean is very comfortable doing this kind of thing.
Zhou Zheng looked at Zhou Jin who was motionless on the ground with cold eyes, and seeing that he still didn't react, he removed his boots and whispered to Mung Bean, Mung Bean understood, lifted Zhou Jin with one hand, and rolled his eyelids with the other.
Zhou Jin is not ignorant of human affairs and knows that it is extremely dangerous now, but he would rather bend than give in.
Seeing Mung Bean's hand stretched out, he glared at him fiercely, and opened his mouth to bite.
Mung Bean naturally wouldn't be bitten by his fingers, sneered, and said, "It turned out to be pretending to be dead."
"This is much easier, when Zhou Jin is mentioned, he enters the latrine, and when he is mentioned, he is thrown into the pit.
Feces and urine instantly flooded Zhou Jin's mouth and nose, choking into his throat, Zhou Jin was about to cough, just opened his mouth, feces and urine poured into his throat, left between his lips and teeth, and the light yellow worms in the pit squirmed and moved, sticking to his hair.
Mung Bean stood on the edge of the pit and said condescendingly: "If you don't take refuge in my family, Ah Lang, if you don't take refuge, there is a way to kill you." ” Zhou Jin didn't dare to open his mouth to speak, he glared at him angrily, his eyes shot at Mung Bean like substance, if his eyes could kill, he would have been killed by Zhou Jin's gaze.
Mung Bean was ashamed and angry, and said hatefully: "You can drown here, and report to the king of Yama after death, and you will also be covered in feces and urine." ” After death, you can't live in peace, so I'm afraid Zhou Jin still glared at him angrily.
One was immersed in the pit, the other was standing on the edge of the pit, and the two confronted each other.
Zhou Jin stood at the door of the latrine, mung bean's words were heard clearly, Zhou Jin was immersed in the pit for a short while, and if he didn't pull it out, he would definitely drown.
Since he arrived in Yangzhou, he did not dare to accept bribes at first, to accepting bribes with ease, until he colluded with individual salt merchants and became the umbrella of those people, and he did not know how much blood was stained on his hands.
Now that he is hard-willed, it is nothing for him to die, but if he really kills Zhou Jin, there will still be a lot of trouble.
Zhou Jin is the imperial history, and behind him is the entire imperial history platform, and the supreme prefect Imperial Doctor is the prime minister if he is promoted again, and his subordinates are not clear in death, and it is impossible for anyone who is the imperial historian to let it go lightly.
Besides, according to the news that came back from his ears and eyes in Beijing, Yang Chang, the current imperial historian, has some connections with the emperor's celebrity, Cheng Mo, the king of Bei'an.
Killing Zhou Jin is equivalent to provoking Yang Chang, and provoking Yang Chang is equivalent to provoking the King of Bei'an.
Can he afford to provoke the king of Bei'an The thought in his heart turned sharply, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Scoop him up." ” Mung Bean looked disgusted, picked up a stick on the wall, stretched out to Zhou Jin in the pit, and reluctantly said, "Catch it." ” Zhou Jin gritted his teeth and didn't let the feces and urine pour into his mouth, but the urine still flowed into his nose, he had difficulty breathing, and his consciousness gradually became a little confused, and suddenly a stick hit him on the head, waking him up, out of the instinct of survival, he held on tightly.
The mung bean pulled him into the pit.
At this time, he was full of foul smell, his hair, face, and body were full of lumps of feces and urine, and there were injuries on his body, if he didn't clean it, he would be infected and die sooner or later.
Mung Bean left him, walked out, and asked Zhou Zheng, who had retreated to the courtyard, for instructions: "Ah Lang, what should I do next?"
He didn't understand why Zhou Zheng didn't let him drown Zhou Jin, what was the use of keeping this hard bone Zhou Zheng said: "Ask someone to wash him, wash it and lock him up." ” "Ah Lang, you don't have to be so good to this kid, just bury it."
Mung Bean is very dissatisfied, what's wrong with Ah Lang, why is he so timid today, isn't he just a foreigner, even if it's the imperial history, it's nothing.
The previous Yushi was obedient to Zhou's conquest, and in the impression of Mung Bean and others, Yushi was just a dog from the owner, and if he killed him, he would kill him.
Zhou Zheng reprimanded: "Nonsense." ” What nonsense, all along, whoever stands in your way, you will kill whomever you want, and I buried not ten but eight people.
Mung Bean didn't think so, but he didn't dare to talk back, and even claimed that he was, and called a handyman who did rough work to wash the feces and urine on Zhou Jin's body and put him in the dungeon.
There was a dungeon in the governor's mansion, in which all kinds of torture instruments were built, and in which they were tortured to death, and then several were buried.
Zhou Jin fended for himself in the dungeon, and the little guy was not so lucky, he was beaten to death and buried.
Zhou Jin to Yangzhou is not long, can visit around, many salt workers know him, before the Chinese New Year he took out the Yu Lu to help these salt workers, the salt workers are grateful, want to send him some special products, but can not find his residence, very anxious, to find the old man Guo Bo who is quite prestigious in the salt workers.
Guo Bo is over the age of sixties, who will always lend a helping hand when there is a problem, and he has a high prestige among the salt workers, and this time he also took the lead in telling Zhou Jin about the collusion between the salt merchant and Zhou Zheng, otherwise Zhou Jin would not be able to get first-hand information. t1706231537: